In my absence, Bruce put up the clothes hanger I asked for in the laundry room so I can hang my clothes to dry.

And there’s this house I parked in front of…

But the best thing yet is this cashier’s haircut. At first I wasn’t sure if it was a knitted cap, but it’s really his hair. I thought I would sneak a photo, but little did I know, I failed to turn the flash off … Ooops.

Blogged from San Francisco with LOVE!